Thursday, 4 December 2014

The Overshadowing

Mary's body Was over shadowed
By the power
Of the Most high
What happened, within
The Nebulous shadow
Happened to her
Without a sigh
As woven in the secret
Deepest, Darkest place
The light was born
Of truth
And grace
That would soon eclipse
Us all,

And Mary
Took each bit
Of light
And shade
And Gathered it
To her soul

And, In that moment
Of Divine acceptance
Surrendered will
She, herself
was Over shadowed
By the light
Now growing
Glowing,
Starting to fill,
Her womb,
Her heart
Her world,

So many shadows
Yet to be unfurled,

And gathered round the manger,
On Bethlehem's brightest night,
An ominous darkness Overshadows,
Creeping in the corners
Of our sight,
The arrival of joy,
Resounds echoes of loss,
The guiding starlight casts over the manger
The Shadow of
The coming cross.

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